Yan Rongqi blocked the sword for the prince, and his forgotten memories returned, and he realized that the prince he was protecting was fake.
Just then a piece of paper hit his head, it was the handwriting of Mahiko.
He was about to tell the prince about this when the fake prince pushed open the door and entered.
"Yan Jiu, are the injuries on your body feeling better?"
He sat on the edge of the bed, his long fingers dipped in ointment.
"It's my fault. I wasn't serious or serious last night, and I got you injured today."
The cold ointment was applied to his body, making him shiver.
Yan Rongqi was still dazed, and the fake prince hugged him into his arms.
"I only have you, please don't hate me, okay?"
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Purpose: Love overcomes all difficulties